My 2 young grandchildren were visiting the other day, and they started screaming, Grandma Grandma. Scared me, I thought something was wrong, so I went over to the garden as fast as my old body allows. They were pointing to the cucumber vines, and were jumping up and down, Grandma, you are growing pickles! They LOVE pickles and couldn't believe I was growing them.
I'll be making pickles with them the next time they come to visit, it should be interesting.
Grandkids story
Grandkids are our reward for raising their parents! Don't they make everything even more worthwhile?
What a cute story.
That's cute. I love when kids come to my garden and get excited about these things. Had a young visitor get so excited about pulling carrots one time. So cute! What am I talking about, I get excited too! Who can blame them.
And when you think about how many kids out there think pickles just magically appear inside a jar, no wonder they were so surprised and excited! :)
LOL.. Cute story. Ahh the joy and excitment that coems when little wone s discover the miracle of gardenign and where food comes from.
Soon, they be askign you to help them grow their own and make their own pickles. : )
Our granddaughter has helped me in the garden since she was little and loves to wander around to see what's ripe. We pick peas and beans together and she gives me a hand putting them up for freezing, and tying up the tomatoes. When she was ten we took her to France and spent some time in the southwest, in a rural area. She said recently that she had told her mother that when she grows up she wants to live in France and have a big garden. You never know what's going to make an impression on them, but I was pretty tickled! I wouldn't mind living in France and having a big garden when I grow up, either!
I'm still smiling when I think about it. They went home and told their older brother, who had to come see for himself and pick one, too. My neighbor has to bury potatoes ever since last year when I had her little boys help me dig the potatoes, they wouldn't eat them until then, now they ask for them. Funny kids.
They're very lucky to have a neighbor like you! But that must make you chuckle! Isn't it amazing how their little minds work?
Too many kids don't know where food comes from. A city friend visited, bringing her seven year old.
The little girl started crying. "Oh! Those poor chickens!" The chickens were happily running around chasing bugs and scratching. "Waaaa! Those poor chickens! Waaaa! They only have two legs!"
She'd always seen the four packs of chicken legs that her mom brought home from the grocery.
Omigosh, that's incredible! I hope someone sat the kid down and told her the facts of life.
It boggles the mind! You're right, imagine!
An old version of an IQ test showed a rooster with its spur missing on its leg and the child was supposed to identify what was lacking. I can't imagine kids knowing that these days, which is why the test was updated, but it definitely speaks to a simpler, more rural era. Your seven-year-old would have said two legs were missing!
We're on the circuit of some of our friends, too. Recently one brought her brother and sister over to see our garden, warning him that he'd have serious "garden envy." It does look nice but the weeds are beginning to do battle with my neat rows. When it gets hot it's hard to be so diligent as before.
No, I meant the kind of IQ tests that psychologists use to evaluate children and adults. The questions tend to be about life situations and problem-solving; others dealt with geography and history, but not movies or television - or sports - since that isn't indicative of general ability and is too specialized anyway. Those tests are revised only every ten or fifteen years or so, and popular culture shifts way too quickly for questions like that to be valid.
Actually it's been relatively cool here!